Stoplight

The road not traveled
since April
couldn't find my way alone
unfolded itself
with speed limit signs
once ignored
we spent hours there
where the road turned to a T

the right turn took him home
the left turn I was on my own
a crossroad of tears
and a novocaine numbed nose
a chapter I had to close
opening a new book
in our old place
with strangers posted by Cyndy | link | | |
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